Saturday, February 04, 2006


One of those days

So far today, my darling first-born son has:

- refused to eat the lunch his uncle cooked while we visited his cousin for a playdate;

- wiggled, wriggled and tipped over backwards in his chair at the same lunch, breaking the chair in the process;

- said he thought I should go away;

- refused to eat the dinner I cooked, or even try a single bite;

- said he didn't like his little brother; and,

- made such a general pest of himself that I am now hiding in the computer rather than deal with it.

It's just a phase, right? RIGHT?!


But PS - I had a blast at the party yesterday!! Thanks to all who played along!